Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

(*talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
Summer 2005 nigga,

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, gimmick gon die together
Told lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to her
She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to find a
The villain's born, storms that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like was telling them, that they should die it yella
Some of my fans they look like Cham, but say I am
Picture the of that, since no one spit a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is more than that, Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em
After the baptism, the black in the hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em
Live your life like a mockery, niggaz see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, that you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no longer to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the they trying to see
I bring it back, not only force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from
The truth and I'm in the booth, and truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if choosing, to jump into the confusion
You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in these streets, and I see old
Record trying to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so instead of Sells we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then said on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause be acting homo
Came in and duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never
We up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz Janet
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you (you jerks), is a package of skirts
Put your little advance, back in your ha-ha
That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you don't like me come me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't me then write me
I ain't concerned, with any of your
I'm trying to stack, on top of plack like gum germs
I got enough tongue twisters, to make the turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
Tell 'em it's time to switch playlist up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the rap nigga and if you beg to differ
Step to the mic, and spit sicker nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary